1742] To Horace Mann great, but I am most sensible to their goodness, and, were I not so excessively tired now, would write to them. I cannot add a word more, but to think of the Princess21: ' Comment! vous avez done des enfans!' You see how nature sometimes breaks out, in spite of religion and prudeiy, grandeur and pride, delicacy and epuisemcnts! Good night! Yours ever. 65. To HOE ACE MANN. London, Feb. 25, 1742. I AM impatient to hear that you have received my first account of the change ; as to be sure you are now for every post. This last week has not produced many new events. The Prince of Wales has got the measles, so there has been but little incense offered up to him: his brother of Saxe-Gotha has got them too. When the Princess went to St. James's, she fell at the King's feet and struggled to kiss his hand, and burst into tears. At the Norfolk masquerade she was vastly bejewelled; Frankz had lent her forty thousand pounds' worth, and refused to be paid for the hire, only desiring that she would tell whose they were. All this is nothing, but to introduce one of Madame de Pomfret's ingenuities, who, being dressed like a pilgrim, told the Princess, that she had taken her for the Lady of Loreto. But you will wish for politics now, more than for histories of masquerades, though this last has taken up people's thoughts full as much. The House met last Thursday, and voted the army without a division: Shippen1 alone, unchanged, opposed it. They have since been busied on elections, turning out our friends and voting in their own, 21 Princess Craon. LETTER 65.—l "William Shippen, a celebrated JacoWte. Sir E. "Wal- • pole said, that he was the only man whose price he did not know. Wai-, pole.